Jing Yan stepped forward and grabbed her, holding Yue Jiang's hand firmly in his palm, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"You're about to become a mother, and suddenly you're acting like a child. If you don't like something, you don't like it. I'm not forcing you to like it."
"What I mean is, you can wear this hairpin if you want, and I won't be unhappy."
“Oh,” Yue Jiang nodded dismissively.
Jing Yan was confused: "Oh, what does that mean?"
"This is pointless, Your Highness, please hurry back to the palace to review the memorials," Yue Jiang said, pulling Jing Yan along quickly.
Jing Yan: "..."
It was normal for him to focus on politics in the past, and he didn't want Yue Jiang to disturb him.
I suddenly feel like I'm being forced to focus on politics.
The two returned to the East Palace and passed by Xiande Hall. Yue Jiang looked at the increasingly complex construction of Xiande Hall and pondered deeply.
"Your Highness, didn't the fire in your palace only burn down the bedroom and study? How come scaffolding has been erected even at the entrance?"
If you were to say that a few days ago, and this morning when Yue Jiang saw it, people could still enter Xiande Hall, now even the main gate is blocked by scaffolding.
How come the more we repair it, the bigger the project becomes?
Caught off guard, Jing Yan felt guilty. He quickly regained his composure, casually blocking Yue Jiang's view and leading her towards Yichun Palace.
"The damage is severe, and Xiande Hall hasn't been repaired in a long time. We're just taking this opportunity to do some minor and major repairs. There's a lot of dust, which isn't good for Jiang'er's health. Let's go back to Yichun Hall first."
Yue Jiang was coaxed by Jing Yan to return to Yichun Palace, but Yue Jiang sensed something was amiss. She looked back at the messy palace gate and realized it was anything but simple.
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